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Chapter 778 Your Majesty’s Courtesy (19)

"General Tang, let me introduce you to the adults. Knowing more people in the capital will be good for your career."

Luo Xing stood up, put down the wine glass in his hand, "Let's go."

Tang Luoxing had never come into contact with the officials in the capital, so she didn't know any of them.

Newcomer, no one to introduce her, if she wants to get to know those who are of a higher rank than her, without being said to cling to the powerful, she must have a middleman, Song Ziqian, the second son of Duke Song's mansion, is a good choice.

Song Ziqian led the way, Luoxing walked side by side with him, and he brought her to the prime minister first.

"The lower official has seen the prime minister."

Luo Xing's eyes twitched twice, and he lowered his head slightly to look at the man sitting in the seat.

The man looked like he was in his fifties, with fluttering beard and hair, bright eyes, no expression on his face, and a very serious look.

Seeing the prime minister looking over, Luo Xing raised his hands up in front of his body to salute, "My subordinate, General Anyuan Tang Jinyuan, has met the prime minister."

"General An Yuan, are you the young general who saved my second son Zong Lin?"

"..." Actually, I didn't really want to save him at the time.

Luo Xing lowered his eyes, "Exactly."

A smile appeared on Du Chengxiang's serious face, "In just one year, I have been promoted from the seventh rank to the third rank. It really is a boy born from a hero. Come and sit down. After the child Zong Lin came back from Xiafeng City, he kept talking about saving him every day. My young general, you put a lot of effort into things you didn't want to do in the past, and you deserve a lot of credit."

Luo Xing suspected that Du Zonglin was trying hard to mess with her and make her unable to gain a foothold in the court, so he did not answer the conversation and sat down next to the prime minister as he was told.

Seeing that Luo Xing had already sat down, Song Ziqian went to sit down too.

The prime minister is his uncle, and the two families have a good relationship, but there is no formality.

Prime Minister Du looked very serious, but he didn't speak rigidly.

After Luo Xing got acquainted with him, he found that this person was very upright, he would talk about important affairs in the court, and he explained who he could make friends with and who he couldn't make friends with.

After chatting for a while, I saw many officials looking at them.

Prime Minister Du was watched, not at all embarrassed, pointed at Luo Xing and said, "Look at the one in purple, he is Mr. Hu, who was caught drinking by his wife in the flower building, and he was slapping the outside world. Under the guise of loving your wife, you shouldn't go to Hualou and other places to embarrass people. It is now well known that all ministers will have to joke a few words when they see Mr. Hu. If this prestige and reputation are lost, it will be difficult to get promoted in the future. "

Mr. Hu sat close, and he heard Prime Minister Du's words clearly, his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After all, the other party is the prime minister, and Mr. Hu can't rush forward to scold him, so he can only walk away with a glass of wine.

Luo Xing was amused, his brows and eyes were full of smiles, it was not easy to be the prime minister for so many years without being beaten to death.

Prime Minister Du offended the surrounding people while chatting, and when he spoke dryly, there was no one around the table, forming a hollow area.

Prime Minister Du suddenly became serious, "General Tang, my second son, Zong Lin, didn't work hard in the past and lost face in Xiafeng City. I didn't help him to improve. If we meet again in the future, help me give him a little encouragement."

Sure enough, it was my dear father.

Luo Xing did not refuse, "Yes, Prime Minister."
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At three o'clock in the morning, the dinner party was about to begin, and all the ministers were ready at the arranged positions.

The meritorious ministers who attacked the Hongyi tribe this time were the protagonists of the dinner. They were all sitting on the same side and could be seen at a glance.

Because it was a family banquet, everyone did not wear court clothes, and they couldn't see the grades. The faces could only be roughly judged by their aura.

Luo Xing sat next to Song Ziqian, and the people around him only saluted Song Ziqian, as if Luo Xing didn't exist.

Luo Xing didn't mind, and gently dangled the wine glass.

"Your Majesty is here, the Ninth Prince is here."

A group of officials got up from their seats and knelt down towards the road left in the middle.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Wan An, I have seen the Ninth Prince."

"Everyone get up and sit down."

The man's voice is low and cool.

Luo Xing stood up with a group of ministers, and secretly glanced at His Majesty Dongze who was wearing a black gold-woven dragon robe.

The man looks like 25 or [-] years old, his face is like a crown jade, his face is like a knife, and his eyes are as calm as an ancient well.

She was smiling at the moment, but the smile didn't have any warmth.

Such a person is difficult to get along with at first glance.

[The host is big, please get [-]% Dongxuan's favorability. 】

"..." Just say it's difficult to get along with, and it becomes a mission goal, seriously?

Luoxing couldn't help but look at Dongxuan again.

My cub, every plane is so beautiful.

Dongxuan seemed to have sensed it, and turned his head to meet Luoxing's eyes.

Luo Xing smiled at Dong Xuan.

The corner of Dong Xuan's lips twitched.

Late at night, smiling so hard that you can't see your teeth, is there such a sun on the southeast border?
In this way, when the hidden guard is hiding in the dark, no one can see him.

Dongxuan walked to the seat and sat down, pushed Dong Bolin's little eunuch, and placed Dong Bolin in the lower head position on the left hand side of Dongxuan.

Ninth Prince is the youngest prince of Dongze Kingdom. He is sitting in a wheelchair with a gloomy face. He doesn't know who provoked him.

Luo Xing personally took someone to break the tendons in his limbs, but he didn't have time to connect them. Facing this young man at this moment, he felt a little guilty.

This is Zai's younger brother, so he should not put eye drops on himself.

Dong Bolin has been ridiculed with cold eyes for more than a year, and he is very keen on the eyes of others. Luo Xing just glanced at him, and he immediately glared over.

Luo Xing hurriedly looked away and picked up the wine glass to toast Song Ziqian.

Song Ziqian clinked the wine glass with Luo Xing in surprise, "Jin Yuan, why did you toast me suddenly?"

Luo Xing was serious, as if his eyes had never glanced indiscriminately, "You are the highest official in the whole table, so make a formality."

"..." This answer is a bit hardcore and cannot be refuted.

Song Ziqian drank the wine in the glass in a very face-saving manner.

Seeing this, Luo Xing also drank the wine.

The glass in his hand was not fruit wine, Luo Xing choked, opened the folding fan, and coughed slightly towards the side.

Song Ziqian laughed, "Jin Yuan, you haven't drunk such a strong bar in the army?"

"Drinking is a mistake, I always only drink tea."

Song Ziqian's next words were all blocked, and he silently put down the wine glass that had just been filled by the maid.

Drinking is really wrong.

The palace banquet was just to welcome the wind and cleanse the dust. The rewards will be held in the court hall tomorrow. Dongxuan let everyone feel free, sat in their seats for a while and then left.

Luo Xing opened the folding fan and fanned himself. A ruler of a country and a general, how does this increase favorability?

Luo Xing thought for a while, and thought of an interesting idea, a smile flashed across his eyes.

(End of this chapter)